Three Years Paralyzed, Watching Him Love Another WomanChapter 1

I stumbled upon Ruslan Wyatt’s dark secret; he had planted hundreds of hidden cameras throughout our home.

But I didn’t shed a tear. Instead, I chose to play his twisted game.

Feigning my usual routine, I pretended to leave the house, only to slip back and hide inside the wardrobe.

From my concealed spot, I witnessed a scene that left no room for doubt: Ruslan and his mistress entwined in a brazen display of passion.

His voice was deep and shamelessly husky. “Let’s make this quick. Aurelle usually takes a thirty-minute walk before she returns.”

The mistress stifled a laugh, her tone dripping with mockery. “A paralyzed cripple? It’ll take her at least three hours to make it back.”

Hearing her words, Ruslan shot her a sharp, warning glance.

“Aurelle is determined and resilient. She’s the person I love the most, and she’s my bottom line. Disrespect her again, and we’re done.”

What he didn’t know was the secret I had kept for months: my paralysis was a thing of the past. I could stand, walk, and leave whenever I wanted.